Chris watched the incident, and laughed, even though it hurt to do so. "N-nice going Kyle."He stated lying down on both the back seats. He soon closed his eyes, and even though he wasn't tired, it felt good for his head. "I live at the same house as I did before."Chris stated with his eyes closed, and his hand on his forehead.

He wanted to see Cartman get killed by the car, but he also knew that that was wrong, so he also hoped that he at least got a broken leg or bone. When Kenny started kissing him again, he was distracted, and actually kissed Kenny back just as passionately.


"We should have a party got Kyle. He finally stuck it to Cartman."Stan stated laughing slightly. He hated the fastass, even when they first me Cartman treated Kyle like shit, now Kyle finally was fed up, but a question that rose up in the head was, why he did what he did, surely it wasn't out of his own pure desires.


Craig caught Tweek, and said. "No one's after you. And if it'll make you feel better I'll protect your from anyone who might want to attack you."Craig stated kissing the top of Tweek's head lightly. He would help the kid become a functional member of society even if it took their entire lives.

Kyle smiled a little, proud of himself as he followed Stan and them out of the school parking lot, and then took a right. He headed off to the house he remembered from before, smiling a little as he sang some kind of musical music under his breath. "Think of mee~ Think of me fond~lyy~yyy..."

Slightly surprised, Kenny happily kissed back, lavishing Butters' lips with his tongue and teeth, trying to gain entrance in the other's mouth. He wanted more and more of his little lover; they'd only recently gotten together, due to the fact that Butters had finally started a "No more sex unless we're going steady." rule. Therefore, Kenny had tried to stick to his guns for a while, but soon the call of Butters' body was too much and he became the other's boyfriend.

Wendy gave a slight giggle behind her hand, "We should invite Christophe, too." She offered, "Get everyone drunk and lock him and Kyle in the closet." Being a girl, she could tell when people were thinking about each other like that, and now she was sure that Kyle had run over the Fatass just for Christophe.

Tweek slowly nodded, not yet letting himself touch the ground. "Le-let's go..?" He offered, licking his lips as he closed his eyes. He just hoped Craig wouldn't make him get down, first.

Christophe smiled, and chuckled."Your a good zinger."He stated laughing loudly. "Did you hit Cartman for me?"Chris then asked in a little more serious tone. If he had never fought Cartman, then Kyle wouldn't have hit Cartman with his car. Zorry if I offended you. I waz juzt curiouz."He openedh is eyes, and sat up. The pain in his head hit him, when he sat up so he held his head. It went away after a few minutes.



Butter let Kenny slide in tongue into his mouth. He was in fact still a virgin, only because his parents told him not to have sex before marriage, and if he did they would disown him. Butters punishments have gotten worse and worse, he was on pins and needles with his parents these days.

"Wendy. Kyle might kill you if you do that."Stan stated chuckling. Kyle was Stan's best friend, and if he was gay it wouldn't bother him all that much."Anyway, let's not tell Kyle about it. I want it to be a surprise."Stan added as he stopped at a red light.



"Okay."Craig stated as he started walking. He often carried Tweek when ever he was really nervous, Craig never rushed the teen, he knew that he'll come around, plus he cared that much about the teen that he would do almost anything for him.

Kyle blushed a little, licking his lips as he snuggled into the seat a little more. It made him feel rather uncertain and now he shook a little. "Thank you..." He paused, then blushed more, "U-uh...well...kind of. He..he's given me shit for years, so finally...I just had enough. Besides, I figure...he probably offended you, too, calling you my boyfriend." Because who would like that? To have an uptight Jew for a boyfriend.

Kenny grinned, his hands getting a bit too frisky, as they did often, and trying to find a way into Leopald's pants, kissing away any uncertainty and plundering his hot mouth with a thick tongue.

Wendy giggled, turning to roll her pretty brown doe-eyes at Kenny. "Alright, we won't tell...and Kenny, get your hands out of his pants..."

Kenny pouted, "But I'm not even doing anything, yet!" He cried, looking rather put out.

Tweek clung to Craig, only climbing down when they were at the Harbucks and inside. He instantly was at the counter, ordering a Chai Tea Latte and three double shot espressos. He then got a asiago pretzel, and a double chocolate chunk cookie. He then turned to Craig. "W-what do y-you w-wa-want...?" He looked so cute, those large green eyes opened wide with a bit of a tear in each.

Christophe waited until Kyle finished, to say smiling. "Actually, to be honezt. I didn't mind being called 'boyfriend'"Chris stated. "It waz flattering actually."The frenchmen added smiling even more.

Butter's blushed when Kenny pouted and snapped at Wendy. "R-relax. It's nothing. He's not doing anything wrong."He stated ,also a little peeved off at Wendy's pants.

"Great!This weekend, I'll have everything set up, and we can invite everyone, minus Cartman of course."Stan stated as his started the car again. In a few minutes, the arrived at a Pizza Hut. "Okay Kenny. Butters fix yourselves up, we're here."He said looking at the two boy from the drivers seat.

"Hm...I'll have to pretzels."Craig stated smiling. "As well as a small french vanilla latte."He told the cashier as well as Tweek. He loved pretzels, Craig would live off of them if he could. "Do you want to get a table?Or should we wait here for our food?"Craig asked looking around to find them a table.

Kyle blushed considerably, managing to stammer out, "R-really? I...I wouldn't think that...anyone would wanna be with me..." He had something of a bad self-image anymore, and he didn't really feel that anyone could want him, what with his mother starting wars over a few naughty words. He felt a chill run down his spine, and he licked his lips. "Y-you really...wanna be...my, uh...boyfriend?"

Kenny whimpered when they arrived, not wanting to remove himself from Butters, but he did it anyway. Slowly. Once they were both righted in their clothes, he got out of the car and lead the way into the Pizza Hutt.

Wendy huffed, puffing up like an angry bird as she crossed her arms and pouted a little. "Sta~aaan!" She whined, looking indignantly at her boyfriend before wrenching the door open; it was hard to open it up sometimes.

Tweek gave a soft, twitchy smile and he nodded, "We shou-should stay here an-and...wait for our food." He hated to get the other away from him. If Craig wanted to go further, he would definitely go for that.

Clyde clunked out of his classroom, his teacher having gone on a thirty-minute lecture about the proper pronunciation of some Mathematician's name. There couldn't be a word to describe Clyde better than Average. He was average height, he wasn't too thin but he didn't have near as much fat as Cartman, his hair was brown and his eyes matched it, he wasn't pale but he wasn't tan, he was on the football team but nobody seemed to know him. He was just the "fag" that hung out with Craig that nobody really knew. Craig was the toughest guy in school. Tweek was that weird kid, and Token was the only resident black man. Out of his group, he was the one that nobody knew. He sighed; often, people forgot all about his existence until he fucked up. It drove him nuts. He managed to catch up with Token after a while, finding him in the lunch room. "Hey, Token...you seen Craig?"

Christophe smiled, and leaned forward onto Kyle's chair."Nope. I wouldn't mind at all. Actually I waz hoping zhat we would be able to go out. After I went back to France, I couldn't help but mizz you, more zhan anything, or one."Chris reveled. He did miss and love Kyle, even when they first met, but back then he hid it very well under his 'Missionary' attitude, which hasn't gone away completely yet. "Oh, my houze iz right zhere."Chris then stated pointing at the faded green house.


Butters got out of the car,and clung to Kenny's arm. "So what are we going to get?"He asked looking up at Kenny. They had different tastes in food, as well as pizza toppings. Kenny would eat anything under the sun, while Butters would eat the things his parents pre-approved to be 'holy'. Butters parents were the kind of parents that would crucify the goth kids if they ever cared to come over to his house.


Stan helped Wendy with the door, and lifted her out of the car. "You wanna share a drink?"He asked her smiling. The teen then placed her down, but he still held her by the waist. Pizza Hut was one of his favorite places to eat, he loved the food, and the staff knew him well.

"Okay."Craig said smiling. It was about a ten minute wait, but then their food came. Craig paid the man, and headed over to a two person table. "I hope you don't mind sitting here."Craig stated looking over at Tweek.

Token was in the middle of eating his lunch. "Huh?"He asked lifting his head. He saw standing there, and blushed lightly. Lucky for him, his skin was dark so the small blush didn't show all that much on his skin. He liked the teen, but he also knew that Clyde liked Craig. It hurt him a little, but he's learning to deal with it. "I think he and Tweek went out for Open Lunch."He said closing his locker, and placing his hands into the waist pouch of his hoodie. Hoodies were one of Token's favorite items. He had them in all shapes, sizes, colors and patterns. Today he wore a black hoodie with purple letters on it that spelt 'Engima' with the 'E' and 'a' backwards. "You can join me if you want."He then asked, before taking a sip of his soda.

Kyle's cheeks burnt red, making his faded freckles stand out frighteningly well against his pale skin. He smiled a little, "I...I certainly wouldn't mind..." He hadn't been able to forget Christophe, either; it was impossible. He even had dreams about the other male. "Right here?" He turned into the drive way, then nodded; he recognized the house. Climbing out of the car after shutting it off and pocketing the keys, he moved to the back and opened up Christophe's door, ready to help him out. "Can you walk? If not, I'll go run over Cartman's head a couple times...." Because anyone who seriously hurt his boyfriend was going to die. Slowly and painfully, and definitely slowly.

Kenny was soon attached to Leopald around the waist, kissing his head and holding him close. Despite his malnutrition, he had still grown nice and tall and he loved that Butter's head was at his chest, now. "Mm..you know I'll eat anythin', babe. What'll you eat today? We might end up having to get two pizzas, 'coz God knows Wendy's picky as Hell."

Wendy licked her lips, then pouted a little and huffed. "I am not picky. I'm just wise about what I put into my body." She seemed indignant and hurt again, cuddling close to Stan and holding him close. "I'm not picky, am I, baby?" This was where Stan was put between a rock and a hard place.

Tweek stared at the seats for a moment, holding the tray with the food on it. He looked at it carefully before sitting down slowly. He hated sitting and eating in places, mostly because he didn't know what kind of germy people had been sitting there previous to himself. He didn't seem too comfortable, but he never really did. "L-let's eat...and d-dri-drink..quickly..." He only would sit here because Craig was there, right close next to him.

Clyde blinked a little; of course he'd missed Craig. He sighed a little but he nodded a little; the wealthy male still made for good company. "Okay...whatcha eatin'?" It was his first meal of the day, because he was trying hard to lose wait to appeal to Craig more. He didn't know what it was about the other that got him so needy, but he always felt he needed Craig so much more than anyone else.

Christophe smiled,and shook his head. "I can walk, but I would love your help."He said hopping out of the car. He then wrapped his hand around, Kyle's shoulder without any word about it. "You can help me with my bandagez if you want."Chris then stated smiling. He has never felt so happy in his life. He knew his parents wouldn't mind all that much, they actually never really cared about his action anyway, as long as the cops didn't bring him home, high, drunk, and with some guy name Gustav who is thirty four, then they didn't mind at all.

Stan looked at Wendy, and sighed. "She isn't that picky Kenny.He told his friend, hoping that it will make Wendy, and Kenny happy, since he isn't saying that she's picky, but he isn't completely denying it either.

Butters smiled at Kenny's comment, and chuckled lightly. "Well I dunno. Maybe we should find out how much money we have. "He suggested as they made their way inside the restaurant. It was a little crowded, but nothing where they would have to pick another place to eat. "Who should get the table, and stand on line?"Butters then asked the entire group.

"If you're uncomfortable, we can take our stuff to go. I really don't mind."Craig said. "But here. You can use these to wipe down the seat and table."He handed Tweek a few packets of alcohol pads. He also knew that the kid was a bit of a germaphobic especially when he was out if public.


Token looked and said. "Turkey, and roast beef." He then handed Clyde half of it. "It's pretty big, and I might not finish it so here you can have some."He continued smiling. He noticed that Clyde has been losing more and more weight, and it worried him, so he wanted to give Clyde as much food as he could, so that he won't collapse during school. Craig doesn't like him....He likes Tweek, and everyone knows it including him, so why does he keep doin' what he's doin'?'He thought gaining a slightly worrisome look on his face.

Well, Kyle was definitely not thirty four or named Gustav, but he did have a female cat who held that name. They had found her and he couldn't just leave her outside without claws...so with enough begging and pleading, his mother let them keep her. It wasn't until they got her shaved that they realized that 'he' was a girl. "Alright....I'm always being told I'd make a good nurse..." He wanted to go to nursing school very badly, to become a nurse and be able to help people. And, possibly, try to do his best to help Kenny when he died. Any more, when he was hurt or dead, Butters was a wreck, and it was hard to see that always-happy face so sad.

Wendy seemed to nod and un-fluff a little, snuggling into Stan's arm again. "I have twenty bucks." But it was all she had left of her paycheck, and she wanted to save some.

Kenny smirked, "I've got nothin'." He usually used his own paycheck from the mechanic's garage he worked at to feed his family and try to make their way of life a little better. "So Butters and me'll wait in line and get our order, you two find seats. What does everyone want?" He grinned at the thought of having Butters all to himself for a minute, licking his lips predatorily.

Tweek took the alcohol pads and scrubbed down his seat and the table, before smiling for just a second before another twitch of his face sent that smile out the window. He purred a little as he dug into his pretzel, sipping his drink happily. He loved Harbucks; it was so much better than going to his own parent's coffee shop. He hated being around them.

Clyde looked down and licked his lips, moving to sit beside the other. "O-okay..." He wasn't too big on eating beef, lately, but now he decided to take a bite of the turkey; he had a fork in his hand from chewing on it all day, so he was prepared. "So...what's going on?"

Chris nodded his head,and smiled. "Zhen I zhould recover juzt fine."The frenchmen stated chuckling. He could see Kyle becoming a nurse, it fit him well. "Zo, you zhink zhat your mother would enjoy you hanging around me?Ezpecially zince I won't be in zchool much."Christophe asked raising an eyebrow. He hated school, even back in his home country he never went. Chris preferred to learn what he wanted to learn, he was knowledgeable in somethings, while he was clueless about others.


"And I have ten. We'll be able to get enough."Stan said smiling. He then looked at Kenny,and nodded his head. "Okay, here's my ten."He said handing Kenny his ten dollar bill.


Butters placed his hands in his pockets and watched Kenny's expression, and blush formed on his face, since he knew what the teen was planning on doing on the line. Kenny was the kind of kid that wouldn't care where he was or who was around him to do anything inappropriate in public.


Craig started eating his food as well, watching Tweek out of the corner of his eye. Tweek often got nervous if someone was staring at him directly. "You enjoying yourself?"Craig asked pulling a piece of pretzel off, and placing it into his mouth.


Token shrugged."Nothin' much. I heard the this new kid beat up, Eric Cartman, and that Kyle ran him over with his car. Cartman is currently in the hospital suffering some damage."He stated chuckling. News about that spread like wild fire. Token then leaned in and whispered. 'Some kids say that he did it out of revenge for the new kid. They also say that Kyle likes the new kid, so that's why he did it.'The teen then pulled back and finished his food.

"My mom? Enjoy me hanging out with you? Not unless you fake being a good kid or something. But, somehow, she trusts me with Kenny, so you just have to be good to her." He sighed, "But I can't go skipping school every day. She'll begin to wonder...fuck, I probably shouldn't be skipping today. I'll be grounded..." But being with Christophe meant a little more to him than school did, today. "And she absolutely can NOT find out that we're dating. She'd kill me."

Wendy handed Butters a ten, as well, wanting to save the other ten for her and Stan's date that night. She then lead the way to a booth where each pair could have a side to themselves. "Mm...I'm so glad there's only four of us today. I think Kyle usually gets kind of put-out being around us all..."

And Kenny took pride in it. He loved Butters, really, he did, but...sometimes he wanted more fun than what was supplied on a regular basis. Once they were in line, he began to kiss and touch Butters gently, going for places he knew were sensitive while they waited. People complained but he only shot them the finger and kept on going.

Tweek gave a slow nod, taking apprehensive nibbles from his cookie, as if he feared it was infested with something. After discovering that it was fine, he happily began to eat, drinking up one coffee and setting onto the other quickly enough.

While Clyde wasn't one to actively participate in the rumors of school, this one seemed rather obvious. He'd heard the new kid was nothing like anyone here, and Kyle had always been more interested in foreigners. He smiled a little, "Cartman probably deserved it. At least he'll be out of school for a while."

"I won't tell her. I zwear, and I can make myzelf look like a good boy."Christophe stated as they reached the front door. "Can you open zhe door?That chain I have you has my house key on it as well.He said looking over at Kyle.


"That's true. But he'll find someone Kenny and I are hard at work with that."Stan said chuckling. Kyle's last date didn't go too well, he ended up yelling at his date. "But we're close. Hopefully he'll find someone at the party we're having for him."Stan continued wrapping his hand around her shoulder.



Butters blushed when Kenny started kissing him, and touching him. His blush deepened when people started pointing them out, but the innocent teen chuckled when Kenny stuck his middle finger at them. When they arrived at the counter, Butter's looked at Kenny. "What should we get?"He asked looking back at the many options.



Craig smiled when Tweek began to relax. He then looked at his watch, and then looked up back at Tweek, before he started eating again. He didn't want to tell the teen what time it was or he'll feel pressured to eat faster, and might end up getting sick.



Token laughed. "Very true, but I fear for his life, when Cartman gets out of the hospital."He then said shaking his head. Kyle did something great, but at the cost of his life. Cartman will want major revenge, for Kyle's little stunt, as well as an audience.

A thankful Kyle reached up as best he could to kiss the other's chin, smiling softly as he moved to get the key and put it into the lock. "Will your mom care that we're here?" He questioned, thinking that Christophe had moved back here with his mother.

Wendy nodded a little, "He's always so upset, it seems...maybe you should try to branch out. I have this friend, Marlene, I'm sure he'd like her. She's just his type." She offered, "I could invite her to the party?"

"I want mushroom, pineapple and olive. Wendy needs peppers and onions, Stan usually gets meat lovers..." Kenny offered, hands draped around the other's front and hooked in the belt loops of his jeans. "Mm...and you get what you want. Pepperoni and olives, right?"

Tweek noticed the look to the watch and set his cookie down before his hand jerked. "C-craig...do we need to g-get go-go-going?" He questioned, sucking down a good gulp of coffee before taking a large bite of his cookie.

"Then let's just hope that that new kid can protect him, or poor Kyle's gonna die." They usually didn't really like the Famous Four of South Park, but...he couldn't help but give Kyle props for that. Hitting Cartman was amazing.

Christophe unlocked the door, and pushed it open. "Zhe'z not home."He said smiling a bit mischievous. The frenchmen's house was a cozy place. It had a large plush sofas,and a recliner made out of the same material. "Plaze me in zhe recliner."He stated pointing at the chair near the window. He wasn't trying to be bossy, and if he sounded like he was it was unintentional.


"Good idea!"Stan exclaimed kissing her lightly. "Tell her that the party's going to be at Kyle's house in one week. His parents are going on their Anniversary trip that weekend, so we'll be able to have it then.Oh, and we should tell the new kid, since he and Kyle seem to be friends, he can lore him out of the house for a few hours while we prepare."Stan said getting all hyped up about the party.

Butters blushed, and nodded his head. "Uh...yeah..." He said looking up at Kenny. Even though they've been dating for about six months now, he still felt like this was their first day of actually dating.

Craig looked at him, and shook his head. "No no, relax. Classes don't start until another 45 minutes. We can make it back in less then ten.No pressure."He stated finishing his first pretzel.

He nodded his head in agreement. "So do you have any plans for next weekend?"Token asked Clyde. He wanted to get his mind off of Craig. Token knew that he liked him, and hopefully a nice weekend away from him would do him some good.

Kyle nodded a little, taking in the De Lorne house without really realizing how awestruck he looked. After setting the other down in the recliner, he stood there a moment, not really sure what to do with himself. After a bit, he decided to go to the couch nearest him and curl up a little, his shoes toed off by the door.

"Yay!" Wendy clapped happily, bouncing a little in her seat. "This is going to be so fun, Stan! I can't wait!" She really couldn't.

Once their order was taken, Kenny lead the way back to the table, sitting Butters in his lap happily and pressing kisses to his neck.

Tweek nodded slowly, tearing off a piece of his pretzel and eating it slowly. "C-craig...do...do you e-ever...get ti-tired of me?"

"Mm...not that I know of. I think I'm just gonna either do homework or hang around with you guys...why?" Clyde had eyes for Craig, and most times, he overlooked anything and everything else when in the face of his awesomeness.

Chris let out a light sigh, and closed his eyes. After a minute he opened them, and looked over at Kyle. You can take a nap if you want." He offered with the intent on doing the same thing. "Or if your hungry, you can help yourzelf to our food."The frenchmen then added giving him a smile.


Stan chuckled,and watched as Kenny and Butters came over with the pizza. "Who else should we invite. I mean the entire school knows of Cartman's dickheadedness."He added placing his hand on his chin.


Butters sat down, and brought Stan an d Wendy's pizza with him. He happened to over hear the conversation, and nodded his head in agreement. "That's true.Maybe Token, Craig, Clyde, and Tweek could come, as well as some of Wendy's friends."Butters knew that if he said too many guy names Wendy will get offended, and might not come.

He was taken back by the question."No. Of course not. Why would you ask that?"Craig asked frowning a little. "Your my best friend, and I will stick by you no matter what okay?"Craig then added smiling at him.


"Just askin'."Token stated finishing his lunch. "Anyway, how's your chances of gettin' Craig to like you going?"Token knew of it, he wasn't that oblivious to life around him.

Kyle nodded a little bit with a smile, moving over and pecking Christophe on the lips. "Do you want me to make you anything in particular?" He questioned, "Or anything to eat at all? I don't mind cooking for two." He just didn't know anything too French.

Wendy looked a little indignant, but nodded a little; that fluffed bird-ness coming out in her once more. "We could always invite Red. She really seemed to like Kyle, and he did have that huge crush on her, too." She offered; the girl in question was still home-schooled.

Kenny nodded a little, "Red might be a good choice. And are we inviting Christophe? That may be good, too. Get a friend in there for him." Little did they know they really didn't need to put someone up to being with Kyle; he had a good thing going for himself.

"Ev-every...everyone gets si-sic-sick of me...after a whi-while, Craig. Th-they just...writ-write me off as so-some frea-freak and...leave me a-after that. I...guess I-I'm just surprise-surprised you've st-stuck aro-around so lon-long." He spoke quietly, sighing a little into his second coffee. "I-I'm definitely un-unique...and...I kno-know that I'm str-strange...and qui-quir-quirky..but...I ju-just...don't und-unde-unders-stand...why you'd w-want to spen-spend every minu-nute of eve-very day wi-with me..."

Clyde's eyes immediately turned dreamy and his face burned bright red. "Mm...I wish I could say good. He's...kind of harsh, if you aren't Tweek." He turned his head a bit and chewed a bite of turkey, "You don't know how much I hate him. He's so lucky to have Craig all over him like that, but...he doesn't even realize that Craig likes him. You know?"

Chris blushed at the light kiss, and smiled. "Nope. You cook anything you want."He said chuckling. He leaned back a little in his chair, and sighed happily before looking over at Kyle again. "If you need any help. I'm willing to help you."He then added on so that he didn't feel like he was making Kyle cook for him like a servent.

"Maybe he still does, but doesn't want anyone to know."Stan stated."Anyone else?"He then asked Wendy, hoping she won't start swaking again like she did at the boys during their lesson on the Feminist Movement. He then looked over at Butters and Kenny hoping to get some addtion help.

"Girls like accents."Butters stated remembering that most of the girls in his class were cooing over Christophe when they heard that a new frenchmen was coming to their school. "I'm sure he'll be able to find someone quickly."The innocent blond added smiling.

Craig was silent for a moment. A light blush came onto his face, and he looked at Tweek. "Well that's because I like you, and I want to see you become a less-stressed person in the future..."He said in an almost whisper of a voice.

Token sighed. "Well maybe you should try looking towards other people. Tweek might become aware of his feelings sooner or later."He stated. He wanted to spill his heart out to the other teen, but seeing as that might only piss him off, Token took it slowly, and went on to leave the answer open ended.

Kyle nodded a little, returning to him and kissing him a bit longer, this time. "Mmn...don't worry about it. I'll find my way around your kitchen and make you something delicious. Do you mind Italian?" He questioned with an obvious smile, his hands clasped in front of himself. His pants didn't seem as baggy, now that he'd pulled them up, and framed his rear nicely as he turned and headed into the kitchen, ready to set to work on cooking something nice for Christophe. He didn't look at it like being a servant; it was more or less being something of a housewife; but he really didn't mind. The way the Frenchman had been on his mind for a while, he certainly would be happy to do anything for him.

Wendy sat there a moment, thinking with her finger to her plump lips. "Well...we could see about that new girl, Patricia...she seems nice, if not a little...um...different." That was 'Wendy-Speak' for 'She has some problems'. She then piped up again, "But nothing I couldn't fix. She just needs some make-up...and the right outfit, and I'm sure she'd shape up to be...Kyle-worthy." She tried a smile, but it looked a bit more disgusted than she'd like.

Kenny picked Butters up at some stage of the other's speech about this 'Patricia', hands in the other's lap. He touched and played over his little lithe body happily, snuggling down into the seat and setting in on his half of the pizza. Nobody else was eating, but it was obvious the parka-wearing boy was starving. He hadn't eaten in three days, despite telling Butters that he had. He never liked to lie to the naive boy, but he also didn't like his little blond wasting their food money on him. "Mmm...maybe we should try..." He took a break to chew, "Asking Kyle why all the girls we've tried before aren't what he's into? I mean, we're runnin' outta chicks, and the guy's still a virgin." He said it like it was a bad thing.

Wendy looked offended, "Kenneth..." She started with a slight lilt to her voice tipping to rage, "Stan and I are still virgins and we've dated for years."

Kenny grinned wide, "I dunno, Wendy. I've heard Stanny-darling there and that Flippy kid got into some fun when Stan thought he should go goth over you." He only said it because he knew it would make her sputter and growl, like she was now. He loved winning.

Tweek blinked a little. "I like you, to-too, Craig." He smiled; he didn't see what was such a big deal about it. Maybe it was because his jittery mind just wasn't functioning for the moment or something. Whatever it was, he didn't think that he was missing anything. In fact, he found that he was always right about what Craig would say; they only liked each other as friends, and they were best friends because of it. Right?

"Tweek? I doubt it. He's so dense he can't soak up water." Clyde sighed, "I just wish Craig would look at me for once, instead of looking through me..." Craig, Craig, Craig. That was almost all he spoke about. "But did you wanna do something this weekend? Maybe we could go to the gym..." Because if Craig liked them skinny and blond, Clyde could do that. Maybe.

"Italian zoundz nice."Chris stated smiling. He watched Kyle leave, and sighed deeply. He had thoughts that he wanted to act upon, but it's a little to early in the new relationship to even start doing.

Stan had a vague memory of this Patricia, but he shrugged, and agreed with Wendy. Then when Kenny brought up the whole goth incident, Stan sighed. "And that was how long ago? Kenny really, can you not agitate my girlfriend."He asked getting angry at Kenny's comment.

Butters watched on and sunk into Kenny's lap slightly "Aw geez....can we not fight you guys?"He asked rubbing the back of his neck lightly he hated when his friend fought.

Craig smiled, but felt a little let down. He sighed to himself, and wondered if they'll ever be able to have a relationship with one another, if not, then well it may be painful for Craig but he'll be happy that they at least hang out.

The teen was a little irritated by the comment. "No one likes that."He stated subliminally saying that 'Oh. So you hate being looked through, well look at me.' He sighed, and stood up. "Sure. Or we can go to my house. I have my own personal gym."Token stated as he walked over to the trash can.

Kyle happily danced and cooked in the kitchen, returning to Christophe about an hour later with a beautiful spaghetti made and presented in a beautiful, large wheel on a plate for his new lover. He even had found a tray and set it up on that with something he found to keep the mood; a little red wine. For himself, he had a similiar plate but much smaller, and he didn't have any of the drink; he didn't want to waste Christophe and his mother's food and drink on himself, and he didn't know if the other was even going to drink it.

"Sorry, babe..." Kenny whispered in Butters' ear, kissing it and then smirking. "Nah, Stan. Besides, you know you hung out with him a few weeks ago. God knows what kind of frisky business you two got into." He gave a large grin and snuggled closer to Butters; partially out of love and partially for protection. In the end, he was glad for him, because Wendy was ruffled enough to kill, it seemed.

Finally, she spoke. "Well, Kenneth...you're paying for lunch on your own, then." She snapped, taking her and Stan's pizza and getting up, simply abandoning the boys to their food.

Kenny simply frinned wider. "Gee, Stan...I hope you two aren't gonna start with buttsex. She's wound so tight she'll prolly snap it off if she moves wrong." He laughed, looking rather proud of himself.

Tweek glanced up at the other, blinking a little. "D-did...I s-sa-say something wro-ooo-wrong, Craig?" He questioned. The other didn't look too happy.

Clyde just nodded a little before smiling and moving over to the other, hugging him gently. "Mm...that's much better. Can I come over tonight?" The first rule of going to the gym, after all, was that you already had to look decent, and Clyde was worried he didn't even look near good enough to go to the public one. Token's house would be perfect, until Token got sick of his flabby body.

"You didn't have to do all of thiz for me."Christophe stated looking at Kyle. He was happy that he did, but this was a little too much for him. "And you can get yourzelf a drink too if you want."The frenchmen added on as he twirled his fork into the pasta, before placing it into his mouth.



"Kenny!"Stan exclaimed blushing out of embarrassment. He then stood up with Wendy, and walked over to another table. When he sat down, Stan looked over at her, and stated. "Wendy, sweetheart. Nothing happened. Trust me on this one. Kenny's just trying to ruffle your feathers."He stated holding his hands out infront of him trying to show Wendy that what happened was nothing to get worked over.



Butters watched Stan and Wendy leave before he looked at Kenny. "You think Wendy is going to break up with Stan?They've been dating since middle school, and Stan won't forgive you if they do..."Butters didn't want his friends to fight. He then sighed and rested his head on Kenny's chest. This wasn't going to end nicely, he could tell already.



Craig was broken from his thoughts."No no. You said nothing wrong Tweek."He stated finishing off his later pretzle. "Now let's finish up, and head back to school. Classes should be starting soon." He waited until Tweek stood up so that Tweek wouldn't feel rushed, and go into a panic again.



"Sure, but you have to be careful with the equiment. My dad doesn't want to get scratches on it."Token said rolling his eyes. "You can come over around 5, kay?"The teen then asked, looking at his watch. His parents are going to a dinner, so they won't be him. If Token or Clyde get a scratch on something, Token can just cover it up, or buff it out.

"Well...how long do you think I'll be able to stay? I'm not the best at stomaching alcohol...I don't want mom to know that I had any." Even minute amounts of wine made him tipsy; he couldn't even drink it religiously anymore. "And since you got hurt for me, I figured I could pay you back with something good to eat."

Kenny smirked, "I dunno, babe. I hear Stan has a secret gay crush on Kyle, so it may be his opening. Besides, I have a feeling that Kyle's gayer than a daisy in May. I mean, seriously; we've tried just about any girl in the Tri-State area, and he's turned every single one of them down. So like...Kyle's gay, I can tell. Stan...I'm thinkin' Stan's bi but he might like to play around some with Kyle. I mean, they are best friends. Maybe a break from Wendy will do him some good?" He felt pretty good with his explanation, crossing his arms over Butters' back, then sneaking his hands down into the other's pants to fondle him nicely. "You gonna eat, babe?" He had already packed down his half.

Wendy huffed a little, "I know that, Stan. Your friends are assholes; I doubt they know how to tell the truth. Except for Kyle, Kyle's such a good guy...I hope Kenny doesn't make him as bad as he is." Because right now, she'd cut Kenny's precious baby maker off and out so he'd lose his chances with anyone forever, if she could. She was MAD.

Tweek nodded a little, then suddenly straightened and shook. "I...I don't want to go b-bac-back to scho-schoo-schoool...Craig. P-please?" There was just way too much pressure, and he felt the need to go home and clean, with or without Craig; but he'd prefer the company.

Clyde nodded a little, "Alright...do I need to bring anything?" He questioned, smiling a little as he moved over and hugged his friend close. "I can bring some kind of cake or pie." His mother loved to bake and would send him pies no matter where he was. "You know....I think it's Carrot Cake Day." And his mother was a delightful cook.

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Christophe chuckled. "I don't live off of whine you know. I have juice as well. It'z orange juice."He stated trying not to choke on the food in his mouth. "You can ztay az long az you like. My mother doezn't mind at all."He then added on with his laughter cooling down. A smirk came onto his face, as he eyed Kyle mischiosuly. "Although it'z a bit of a zhame you can't drink. We could of had zome fun, after we both got a little tizpy." He told Kyle in a voice a little higher than a whisper.

With everything that was going on with Stan and Wendy, as well as Kenny's wandering hand, he forgot all about the food. "Huh?Oh sure."he innocent teen stated picking up one of the pizza slices, and taking a bit out of it. With a blush on his face, and the pizza bite sliding down his throat Butter's asked. "But what about the new kid Christophe. I mean what if he likes Kyle as well....He then looked around before continuing in a voice no higher than a whisper. 'What if Chris and Kyle plan on dating each other. Wouldn't it be bad if we try to get Kyle and Stan together?'He wouldn't like to see any one of their hearts become broken.

Stan sighed deeply with relief. "Don't worry about him Wendy. I'll talk to him about his behavior later, and you seem to like Kyle and Butters, as well as the other guys. So don't say they're all assholes."Stan told Wendy as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders. "How many people should we invite to the party?"He asked changing the subject to a lighter topic.


"Okay. We don't have to go back. Do you want to come to my house, or should I come to yours?"Craig asked placing his hands on the others wrists lightly. "Just take deep breaths Tweek. Deep breaths."Craig added on trying to calm him down. People of course stared at him, but he didn't bother to care, as long as Tweek was becoming calm, and relaxed Craig didn't care about the other people.

Token blushed a deep red color. "Uh...cake is good, and so are carrots."He hid his face, by changing the song on his iPod. "I'll have someone pick you up, if you don't mind."The teen then stated with his face, and nerves returning to normal.